CAMPUS IN VERSE
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I love you when you do my coursework,
When you represent me in the library,
Turning wads of books, toiling for my mark,
As I tell the coin-stinking mzee a good story,
To gull him into issuing me a land title,
As I confuse his aging mind, just alittle,
Killing his ears with sweet-nothings,
Blinding his eyes with fleshy-somethings,
Rolling my eyes, turning my skimpiness around,
Kissing grandpa’s agemate, just for a pound,
What can you afford? You have no dime,
You can’t take me out. But you have the time,
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